S.o.S Journal

[Sweetest-of-Sorrows]

AKUMU

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XXName: Akumu
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XMeaning: Nightmare
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>Gender: Male
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XAlignment: Yako
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XXNickname: Aku, Kumu

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>Parents: N/A
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>Siblings: N/A

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XPreference: Bi
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>Mate: N/A
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX>XKits: N/A

Personality: Akumu lives up to his name readily, as a living, breathing, nightmare. He uses his sinister looks to his advantage, and holds no qualms about turning a harmless prank into a hospital run for the undeserving victim. Of course that's only on his off days. On good days- Akumu is surprisingly well mannered- towards Kitsune at least. His extreme Bi-polar tendencies are what frighten most prospective friends away, so he's taken to being anti-social, simply to avoid the commitment. Because of his run it with the farmers at a young age, he holds a great dislike for human kind in general. It also explains his waring innocence and brutality. Treat others as you yourself wish to be treated? He used it- if only others had thought the same way.
Bio: As a young kit, Akumu was brought into the home of a young girl living on a farm. Having no clue how to fend for himself, he went along willingly. Here he lived for several years in peace, at least until he began to fill out. As a confused teen, Akumu would slip from the house and patrol the farm, often thinking about the wild he'd left as a child.
This was about the time the chicken of the farm began to disappear. The farmer- the girl's father, immediately blamed the well mannered fox for the disappearances. After several beatings severe enough to break bones, Akumu escaped for the last time- and never returned. From the farm he'd grown up on, he traveled into the forest, and taught himself the basics of survival. It was a messy job, hunting being one thing he'd never learned. He grew savage, though their was still an inkling of his earlier self left. Finally, he left the forest, moving closer to the village. He was seen streaking across a field at night, dead bird held by clenched teeth. Blood dripped from his maw, staining his black fur. The moon lit his pelt, his white markings becoming all the more apparent. The next day, the talk of the town was of a black nightmare with silver eyes, and the symbol of death marring it's flank. For days after, hunting parties with rabid dogs scoured the area. Akumu, seeing his home was no longer safe, left. Since this time he's matured into an adult. He now lives on the outskirts of towns, hiding in the shadows, awaiting the new moons to hunt.
Likes:
-New moon nights
-Pheasant
-Fish
-Holding grudges
-Playing tricks on the humans
-His personal space
Dislikes:
-The daylight
-Humans
-Discourteous beings
-Close quarters
-Guilt//Being blamed
Song: I must be dreaming- Evanescence

Color: #CC0000
Rp: None so far.

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